Poetry

Patrick McCauley: Two Poems

  Shadows   We who are “we” my mother my father my children we have fallen apart my daughter wanders in the wilderness and does not know where she comes from where she is She is lost in “I” my brothers wallow in unthink learned in youth from beer and aspiring global citizenry. We believe whatever pays whatever wins What the heroes say.   Australia is a dirty word jingoistic without sentence or verb Yet here we are on the other side of the world from all the action tearing ourselves apart. We are hurt. We drug our children to…

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